L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Standard Match
Victory Conditions: Pins, Knockouts, or verbal submission.
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Well, this was all a bit strange. It had only been a few days or so since Christie Myers had forced the LAW company to get her a debut match. Well, she technically got one for herself, walking out into the center of the ring and sending an open challenge to anyone stupid enough to try and shut down her verbal bashing of the federation. It was an exciting debut, she could admit that, but after the stunt she pulled she would not have been surprised if the higher ups had decided to punish her by giving her no matches in the near future.

Well, a day or so later she had another one. This one was official, looked like it had rules and disqualification methods in place. That was a damn shame, but Christie could live with it. The Grave Keeper simply preferred going all out in a fight, not skirting around rules like the fight was a game.
That was one of the problems this place had, it had too many fighters who win all the time but would not stand a chance in a real-world brawl. Christie would be sure to pull away this place’s mask and show the world how pathetic it truly was.

Christie Myers

Entrance Music

Wolf in Sheep's Clothing

Soon the heavy guitar strings and the deep drums of the Grave Keeper’s music bellowed out into the arena. Smog spewed for the from the entrance as if there was a fire burning just out of sight, hiding the figure that strolled out onto the walkway.

As soon as the black- and red-haired woman emerged from the thick cloud, a wave of displeasure sounded out through the audience. Christie had sullied one of LAW’s most popular contenders’ reputation in her debut match, wherein she ripped apart the notion of sportsmanship and disrespected, insulted, and then beat her foe with ferocious fervor. Of course, there was some people who enjoyed that, a cheer coming from a person here or there. Fittingly, the Undead Juggernaut had a “Cult” following.

Christie walked down the ramp in her usual outfit, consisting of her black boot’s long gloves, each stylized with their own buckle, and her two-piece costume decorated with Hell’s flames and jolly rogers, showing enough skin to compliment her lovely form.

She paid the audience no mind, confidently walking towards the ring and sliding in. The constant “boos” of the crowd reminded her of the wails of the damned, making her grow a cruel smile. Simply to intensify the effect, she made sure to give each audience member a great view of her middle finger before walking to her corner, leaning into it without a care in the world.

She did hear her opponent’s name, though she could only bother to remember the very first part. “Haruka”, or something like that. Hopefully she was not a total pushover, otherwise she would have to take all of the fun out on her unconscious form~

Haruka had been having some fun since her debut. Playing around and learning the ropes of the place on her own time. Thankfully she hasn't plenty of time to get herself situated before the time for her next match which finally came as they paired off with this Christie chick. She seemed to be a rather violent type which could be a problem orb Haruka was careless, thankfully the nurse knew better then that and came out to a much better reception then Christie did or even seemed to care for. Blowing kisses to the crowd and walking down the ramp before removing her jacket Haruka entered the ring and looked at her opponent. There was a fearsomeness to her eyes that attracted the Nurse's attention and she knew that the likelihood that she would be a true threat to her well being. And in a way that excited her.

Spoiler

Two minutes.

It only took to minutes after Haruka entered into Christie’s field of view before she wanted to pound the ever-loving crap out of the nurse. From the way she blew kisses out to the crowd, her cutesy pink outfit, even that ridiculous bow on her head, all of it was irritating the undead Juggernaut, like a bull seeing red. The girl was prancing around without a care in the world, even as she climbed into the ring with Christie. It was like she was just begging to get beaten down.

As soon as Haruka was finished with her showboating, Christie marched over to her, the referee unable to stop the Grave Keeper before she had already made it into the Nurse’s space, practically chest to chest. Christie looked down at Haruka’s relaxed expression with a cold sneer that slowly turned into a snake-like smile.

”Hey, I just wanted to let you know…I’m going to enjoy breaking you apart, piece by bloody piece. I’ll rip every one of those twirls from your skull, and then I’m going to make you eat that ribbon right in front of all these losers. And the only reason I’m going to do it is because I can! with each threat, Christie stepped a bit closer and got more and more into Haruka’s face, only backing off after she finished and finally following the referee’s order by giving the Nurse some space.

”Of course, feel free to try and prove me wrong, Bitch~ I would love to see you try!”

It didn't take long to discern the kind of person Christie was, she was very quick to get in her face and make her intentions very clear to the Nurse while throwing around threats that she had no doubt Christie would follow through on if she gave her the chance. But Haruka wasn't about to let herself be so easy to beat or intimidate. "Such violent thoughts is it because of my looks? Or does your attitude just differ because you enjoy causing pain in general?" Haruka asked, she was assuming it was the latter but a mix of both could be a viable answer. She didn't respond to her other comment since whether she proved her wrong or right would come down to what became of the match itself and instead just stepped back ready to let things start.

The fiery eyes of the Demon stared back and the Nurse’s curious gaze. The serpent smile had yet to fade from Christie’s lips, only tilting her head upon hearing Haruka’s strange questions. She did not expect questions as response to her threats, but if that was all the Nurse had to say, then she was willing to give what was-in her twisted mind- an honest answer to such silly queries.

“Your looks? Oh, that might just be a factor, I must admit, but I’m not so crazy as to simply beat on someone just because I don’t like how they look. No, I simply let the weaklings know what I plan to do to them for daring to stand in my way, and make no mistake that is what you are.”

Christie seemed to look down on Haruka, both figuratively and literally, the smug look on her face clearly projecting how little she thought of her pink attired opponent.

“Now, I have a question of my own. What did my answers do to help you win this fight? Or was that all just some weird fetish of yours?”

Christie did not even wait for her foes response, moving in as quick as a flash and sending a kick aimed right for Haruka’s midsection just as the bell began to ring, the villain caring little for whatever rules were in place to stop her.

"But do my looks give me the perception of one who is weak or that your interpretation of everyone you first meet." The question came out just as easily as the last since Christie at least seemed to be willing to answer her rather straightforwardly. Sure it was laced with arrogance but arbiter least it didn't come off as a completely sarcastic answer. And she was eager to give an answer to Christie's own question. "Oh well it's about knowing your enemy. In my experience every little bit he-eeugh!" The kick to her tummy came quick, Christie was less interested in her answer from the sound of it. With Haruka backing away in shock her her hand went to her stomach. "I guess..the interview is over."

Christie couldn’t help but smirk at the funny little noise Haruka made when she got that kick to the stomach. it was like a mix of surprise and pain, and coming from someone dressed in so many frills and so much pink, it may as well have been music to the Death Walker. Haruka seemed disappointed that her “interview” was over, but Christie tilted her head, a smug smile on her face.

“You want a question answered, you gotta pay. First one was free, but the rest aint. You just paid up pretty good with that scream of yours, so I guess I would say its how you act. Kissing up to those losers in the crowd, pretending to be all cutesy and blowing kisses… it just shows you have never been in a real fight before. But I aim to fix that for you…right now actually.”

Christie suddenly steeped in, throwing a wild right hook towards Haruka’s face and looking as if she wanted nothing more then to beat the girl’s beautiful features into something ugly.

Haruka looked at Christie's growing smile and the fact that the women was enjoying the little bit of pain she caused her. And her attempt to talk down to her with Haruka trying to keep herself composed and ready. Christie was quick to press her attack throwing a punch her way. The Nurse ducked up the hit a little and tried to do a quick two punch combo to Christie's chest to make her back off for a few seconds. And maybe show her that looks can be decieving as far as being in a fight before.

The fist that was coming towards Haruka’s face was like a wrecking ball, with all of the wild destructive power of a giant steel ball, but with all the subtly and grace to go along with it. The nurse was quicker than she looked, diving underneath the punch and quickly firing off her own quick jabs that impacted against the Crypt Walkers chest, forcing her to back up more in surprise rather than pain.

“Huh…Almost hit me in the tit. Was that your best shot? Or are you holding something back?”

As if to emphasize how weak the nurse’s blows were, Christie actually took the time to dust of the impact points of the Nurse’s attack, her wicked smile never leaving her face. The blows helped emphasize how slow the nurse was! The only reason Christie took the hits was because she did not expect them! Sure, they stung, but Christie wouldn’t cringe to such a weak blow so early in the fight.

Christie’s stance became relaxed, wide open and welcoming whatever the Nurse had in mind!

“C’mon! Show me why you think you got a chance in this fight! Hit me with your best shot! Or are you just like I thought? A little girl who just wants to pretend~”

While Christie had been unable to get the hit in she still took the chest sir with relative ease, Haruka honestly wasn't sure how much power she put into it, seeing as how she did it keep her at bay rather then hurt her. But she knew it couldn't have been that unsubstantiatal. "My best shot? This early? But that's so boring. There's no rush or progress to test there." Haruka spoke up but seeing as Christie wasn't letting herself open Haruka shrugged, she figured it was a good chance to test her next hit, with the women deciding that a simpe but effective punch to the tummy could get a reaction out of Christie, and lay her back for the shit from earlier.